Ricky: Tell me, what do you consider your best quality?
[montage:]
Eric: Well, I'm a real people person.
Hyde: I don't answer stupid questions.
Fez: I speak Dutch.
Kelso: My eyes. Oh, and I guess my butt, too.

Ricky: Name something about yourself that you consider to be a weakness.
[montage:]
Eric: I allow people to boss me around.
Fez: I love chocolate.
Hyde: I'm brutally honest. Pinhead.
Kelso: Um... [leans back and falls over in the chair]

Ricky: Where do you see yourself in five years?
[montage:]
Eric: Fatso Burger.
Fez: Covered in gold chains.
Kelso: Rock star. Or, no, movie star. No, yeah, rock star.
Hyde: Prison.

Midge: We expect you to be responsible when we're out of town.
Bob: No parties.
Midge: And I want you to be nice to your sister. Don't make Tina eat dirt. I mean it.
Bob: And no boys. They only want one thing and it's a dirty, dirty thing they want. Enough said. Hey, looking sharp, Eric. You gonna be around this weekend?
Eric: Yes, sir.
Bob: Good. Make sure no guys are hanging around Donna, capice?

Ricky: How's that mopping coming along?
Eric: Well, I'm just happy to be part of the Fatso Burger family. [to himself] You dumbass.

Hyde: Here, here, my minimum wage friend. I demand service.
Eric: Welcome to Fatso Burger. How may I serve you?
Hyde: That is so sad, burger boy.

Kelso: Toga! Toga! Toga!
Hyde: Hey, man, nice dress. You brought three beers, meathead?
Kelso: We'll share.
Hyde: Here's to our wasted youth, huh?
[As Kelso, Hyde and Donna open their beer cans, Red sits up in his lounge chair as he reads the paper:]
Red: Party.

Jackie: Michael, sit. We need to talk.
Kelso: [sits on waterbed] Whoa! Ahoy, Jackie! Welcome aboard the USS Kelso.
Jackie: You know, sometimes I'm beginning to think you're a real screw-up. [Kelso chuckles] You see, one day I want a house, and kids, and maybe a chandelier. And if you can't give me those things, Michael, then this is all a big waste of time. You just- You gotta try harder. [Jackie sits down] Wait, Michael, something feels wet.
Kelso: [inner monologue] "Dear penthouse."
Jackie: No, no! You popped the waterbed!
Kelso: Oh, it must've been my roach clip. Jackie, maybe they won't notice.
Jackie: I am in love with a Doofus.

Jackie: Ooh, ooh. I just want to hear the guitar solo one more time.
Hyde: Not again. Use the headphones. [Jackie puts headphones on] Good. Now, wrap the cord around your neck.

Eric: Would you guys respect me if I worked in the town dump?
Donna: The town dump? No. Now, the state dump...